continuation...
The other woman continued to bother him after that. Something was wrong in that picture but he couldn't downright prove it. Then he thought she wasn't important. She shouldn't be. He knew what his goal was and he shouldn't be distracted by anything or anyone so he brushed her off his mind. He continued to woo Ellen’s heart by spending more time with her in and outside school. They ate out and watched movies together whenever time and money permit them. They felt something special for each other. Their friends thought they looked perfect together and they just smiled about it. Everything started to fall into place as he hoped it would – or so he thought.
“Happy birthday to you…” Everybody prolonged the last line of the song pretending they didn't want to finish it right away so dinner would be served. It was the birthday party of their common friend Teresa. Bong knew a lot of people present in the party – classmates, friends and some teachers. Then he noticed someone he had not wanted to see in person – the other woman in the picture. He didn’t know she was Teresa’s friend, too. Small world.
Ellen sat beside her cousin and looked uneasy. She didn’t look happy nor did she have that party spirit in her that night. Bong just stared at her and the other woman, who had a masculine built, and was taller and bigger than the rest of the female species around. He didn’t notice that almost everybody in the party was talking about Ellen and her cousin. Then they would look at Bong right after they glanced at the two women sitting in the opposite table.
“So how is it Bong?” Janna, one his classmates, approached him and asked.
With a quizzical look, Bong asked her back, “How is what?”
“C’mon, you can’t be that naïve. I mean, what does it feel when you see her?” her eyes pointed to the direction of the other woman.
“Oh, you mean Ellen’s cousin? Yeah, what about her?”
“Cousin, huh? That’s funny ‘cause everybody thought you knew she’s no cousin of Ellen at all. Wake up, man!”, then she left to chat with her friends in her table, probably spreading the latest tittle-tattle she had about Bong.
(to be continued...)
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